"broken."
Looking at the confrontation scene that gradually appeared in the center of the river, the sighs belonging to Duan Qing and others gradually sounded in each other's ears: "Is this a reappearance of restraint? The established track has been forcibly pushed back to its original position. Up?"
"When I put forward such a condition, I was afraid that those people would ignite hope after seeing the victory approaching and want to rush forward to try their own merit. Unexpectedly, Surtu took the last step."
"There is nothing we can do. The terms were originally negotiated between us and him. He is the only one who can go back on his word. Even if we stop him at this time, he probably won't back down."
"Don't worry, I think there should be no problem. The Nashi people must have decided to restrain and deal with Surtu's characters from the beginning, but they did not send them in this battle. Doesn’t this just mean——”
"Did our intervention have an effect?"
The gazes gazing at each other finally spread to the front of the river, and the battle scene unfolded around the Barro River with countless people equally blessing and excited about it. Surtu, who seemed not to intend to say too much, also raised his head. He raised his fist, and the forward figure suddenly disappeared from the spot. The crackling sound of fists and flesh then sounded in the center of the river where the water splashed, accompanied by the sight of the phantom-like unfolded headband dancing in the air as the water splashed up. A series of afterimages forced Shtuo's tall figure to retreat continuously and then appeared in the direction of the Nashi clan. The arms that resisted the attacks of these fists seemed to show a hint of reluctance: "Don't be anxious yet, I I haven’t finished speaking yet.”
"Why, do you still want to declare 'the duel begins' before officially taking action?"
The downward swinging fist then appeared in front of Shtuo, and the wind of the fist, which was blown away by his equally long arm, also threw up large waves of water on the river bank below the right side. Surtu's sharp sight, which moved to the left under the cover of the waves, also disappeared behind the flashing water in the sky. His kick that passed through the water curtain then flew over Shituo's head: "We are all old friends. Okay, I don’t think such a complicated procedure is needed anymore.”
"Don't blame me for not reminding you: doing this will leave me with an excuse." He raised his hand to block the very close kick, and Shituo's forced smile also appeared on the back of his arm: "What if I If you temporarily change your story and say that I am not the one to fight in this duel and the result of the duel does not count, what will you do?"
"Oh? A majestic Nashi warrior would actually think of such an insidious method?" Two consecutive punches suddenly passed in front of Shituo, and Surtu's lightning-like knee kick also followed by a splash of water. The sound came to Shituo's chest: "It sounds like -"
"You know you are no match for me."
The move full of attack power and the heavy force made Shi Tuo take two steps back involuntarily after receiving the knee kick. At the same time, it also aroused two more messy splashes, and with the power of the opponent's recoil, one Surtu, who had his feet in the river, then made a bigger wave, and his sarcastic smile disappeared into the faster afterimage along with his sudden forward punch. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes, and the taller warrior from the Nashi tribe finally put his hands on his back with a serious face, and the obscure blade then accompanied him back to the one in front of him. The two arms appeared and blocked the direction of Surtu who was attacking quickly: "Don't be too arrogant! Surtu!"
"How could I lose to you!"
Amidst the harsh sound of breaking through the air, the pair of fist blades wrapped around Shituo's fist also appeared in front of everyone again as Surtu approached. Surtu, who had been temporarily blocked from attacking, also passed by with his sword. The fist blade above his head glowed and turned back to the direction it came from, intertwined with the water splash that had not fallen yet: "I like to use weapons to increase my threat."
"That's right, it's one of the reasons why you can't defeat me." Shituo, who stabilized his posture again and replied, then put a sinister smile on his face in the mist: "If you want to defeat me, Me? Take out your weapons first."
"I will no longer use weapons in battles with others. I have said this before." Surtu shook his head and calmly replied to the opponent with a calm expression: "This pair of fists is enough, and I won't have any complaints."
"If you want to defeat me, do it now."
The whistling sound unfolded again toward the center of the river as Shituo's eyebrows stood up, and the waving sword blade also extended to the surroundings with the figures of the two people entangled again, and brilliant afterglows spread out, and the aura of his whole body changed. Surtu, who was more powerful, was dancing his fists faster and faster, and his fists, which were completely invisible, collided back and forth with the fist blades like rainbows passing over the river. Looking at the scene where it was almost difficult to distinguish the good from the bad, Duan Qing, who was standing on the edge of the river on the Sioux side, frowned tightly. His eyes calmly patrolled in other directions and then also looked at the Nashi tribe on the other side of the river. Any suspicious things in the camp were gradually swept away, and Xue Ling Huan Bing's weak and serious voice sounded in his ears: "How is it?"
"We didn't find any hidden enemies, and there were no signs of an ambush." So Duan Qing covered his mouth and replied quietly: "If they want to use any dirty tricks and tricks, it's probably only now."
"Perhaps it's because the two of them were fighting so tightly that the sudden cold arrow had no chance of hitting Surtu." He shook his head indifferently, and Xue Ling Huan Bing's voice became even louder. He became much more serious: "Perhaps Surtu fought so hard to prevent this from happening."
"As long as you use your wrestling skills, the advantage of the fist blade can't be used much at a very close distance." Duan Qing pointed to the scene of one of the two people who were entangled for a moment throwing the other person's back into the water. He replied in a low voice: "But if this is really the case -"
"Wouldn't the situation get even weirder?"
He turned around and looked at the azure sky behind him with suspicious eyes. The never-ending wind belonging to the grassland was also accompanied by the crowd's increasingly louder cheers and cheers, gradually moving towards the invisible distance. Circle away. Various possibilities emerged inexplicably in his mind. The eyes of the gray-robed magician who had been paying close attention to the battle before now also became empty with a sense of confusion. , the thoughts that were originally racking their brains to win also became less focused on the outcome of the battle in front of them as a certain possibility suddenly emerged: "What if they take the opportunity to sneak attack the Sioux people?" ?”
"Sneak attack? No way." He didn't seem to turn his head following Duan Qing's sudden words. Gedman, who subconsciously turned around and had been staring at the battlefield nervously, also became a little stunned: "Even if we are included, Surtu will only bring out dozens of soldiers this time, and there are still countless troops stationed at home."
"Even if the opponent really wants to launch a sneak attack, they probably won't succeed." Feeling the extension of this possibility in the words spoken by the other party, Xue Ling Huan Bing also began to ponder: " Indeed, judging from the duel ceremony in front of them, the moment that attracted everyone's attention was a great opportunity for them to attack the Sioux settlement in one fell swoop. However, the Sioux settlement did not rely solely on Surtu alone. We came to guard the Hongmen Banquet we once attended. There should be many generals among the members of the Presbyterian Council..."
"But the Nashi tribe also has a lot of good players. If the strength is equal, the Su tribe will not be at a disadvantage in the previous conflicts and battles." Asahi Dongsheng hurriedly let out his own low voice: "Don't forget what Surtu and the others said at the beginning of the ceremony. They said that many well-known warriors from the Nashi tribe did not appear in this ceremony -"
"Fura!"
Duan Qing called out this name inexplicably, and his eyes turned to the sky again: "You should be listening, right?"
"……snort."
A vague voice then sounded in the gray-robed magician's ears after a period of silence, accompanied by the golden light that vaguely appeared around him: "It seems that the teleportation rune I threw to you earlier, You haven’t thrown it away yet.”
"After all, it is a life-saving thing. Of course I will not throw it away casually." He gritted his teeth and said this, but Duan Qing's expression did not change because of the other party's joke: "But since you can teleport through this The runes monitor our existence, so you should also be able to monitor the movements of the Sioux clan, right? What's going on over there now?"
"Over there." The golden energy flow floating around Duan Qing's body fluctuated slightly, and then slowly dispersed like clouds and mist: "Over there now -"
"It seems like he died a tragic death."
The atmosphere suddenly became cold and stagnant with the appearance of these words, followed by everyone in the Qingling Adventure Group screaming in unison, and a heavy gasp from behind the grassland suddenly appeared. At the very back of the river, at the edge of the grass slope extending upward from the depression, someone rolled down: "Su, Suertu! Ligel!"
"Babu?" Looking at the face that rushed to the edge of the river with a surprised expression, several Sioux soldiers who rushed over scrambled to help the body of the visitor who had fallen to the side: "Why are you here? Already? Aren’t you—"
"Quick! Go back!" Struggling to break free from the support of the crowd, the soldier known as Babu stretched his blood-stained face toward the battlefield where Surtu was fighting: "They are attacking. ! The Nashi people are attacking!"
"They came to our settlement!"
The uproar echoed into the sky as the blood-stained tribal soldier shouted, quickly breaking the originally balanced atmosphere. He used several consecutive punches to push back the enemy in front of him. Surtu then jumped between his own camps. When he turned back to Babu, his expression became terrifying: "What did you say?"
"What on earth is going on?" The sharp blade aura then approached the first warrior of the tribe, forcing the words he just wanted to continue to ask back to the front: "What on earth did you do? "
"Don't be distracted, we are still dueling." In the scene of clenched fists and blades wrestling above the river, the face belonging to Shi Tuo, who was close at hand, also had a smile after success. : "What weird question are you asking? Why have I never heard of it?"
"You! You -" Surtu, who used all his strength to push away the enemy in front of him and leapt high to the back, had a look of regret and fury on his face at this time: "You didn't even think about completing it. Barish's ritual! You lured me here just to take the opportunity to sneak attack on the Sioux settlement! Right?"
"Don't think too highly of yourself, we are not as weak as you said." Shaking his fist blade, Shituo looked at the opponent's face with contempt: "If we want to kill your Sioux clan, we just have to According to our battle plan, we just have to attack it openly, so why use this method of wasting our own strength?"
"This duel ceremony must be your trick!"
The furious light slowly faded in his eyes, and the panting Surtu forced himself to hold down his angry breath: "Since you have bad intentions, I won't stupidly throw myself into a trap! I want to go back!"
"Hey, do you want to be an escaped soldier?" Pouting his lips nonchalantly, Shi Tuo looked at the other party's face with a gloomy gaze: "It's obviously you who want to destroy this sacred ceremony, right? Or? Do you want to give in just now?"
"I won't listen to anything you say anymore! You Nashi people who can only play tricks!" Without any intention of paying attention to the other party, Surtu's menacing steps then walked back with splashes all over the sky. Go: "Brothers! Hurry up and set off! Use your fastest speed!"
"Want to run? Impossible!" Before the panic-looking Sioux warriors could respond, a shout from behind echoed over the Barrow River: "Go! Kill them all. !”
The sounds of promises and shouts of death were immediately accompanied by the sudden charge of the Nashi warriors, covering half of the river. The first thing to be delivered to Surtu's back was a cold black arrow that flew from nowhere, with a flash in his eyes. Surtu, who was a little angry, then roared and turned around. His movement of waving his arms to block the arrow was covered up by a blast of emerald green energy - he had been on guard against possible sneak attacks in the dark. Duan Qing, who had launched this magical attack forward, then retracted his arm that was waving forward. He looked at the black line representing death that was gradually pressing forward, and let out a cry of helplessness in the center of the chaotic camp. He sighed deeply: "It seems that these guys are determined to keep us here."
"Get ready to fight."
